I miss you, man. I miss the sound of your laughter in my house.
You should tell your dad to come visit soon, and remind him that you have unlimited Momo access and read my blog and I can talk you into things... like, coming down for a quick visit.
We'll hit Nifty Nut House again and grab a taco or something.
You're Three Things for today are long overdue, but will always be true:
one Don't stop. Always rise up. Never stop rising up. Don't let the bad minutes drive the direction of your days. All days are gonna have rough spots and you are defined by the grace I see you share. You got this.
two Don't be afraid. Fear is a liar. I've been too wrapped up in my own head to sit here and write you three simple things, for months. That's not how this is going to work. We really have nothing to fear and we're kinda unstoppable. It's in our DNA. I'm not going to stop talking (writing.) three Build yourself a website. I know you don't think you need it, but I think you might. At the very least, you're gonna need to build some killah skillz to get your hustle on tight, and I think this internet thing is going to catch on. Learn about extensions, add-ons, apps, SEO, metrics, reviews, copy writing, editing, brand management and creating an empire where one didn't exist before. Jus'sayin. When I was your age, I was working full-time as a proof reader. N-numbers of airplanes. For real. Most tedious job ever. It's a new day - you get to do better. Do it. I can't believe you're ten and you don't fill out taxes yet.
Move along. I love your guts to the moon and back. Tell your dad to call me.
xomomo
